Chapter 39 until you admit defeat

"Bum." His fist bombarded the long silver ink mace with cold light, and the dull explosion sound came to his ears. Qiao Yun stepped back two steps and did not fall to the ground relying on the power of the seven-step determination of quenching thunder.

The handsome face was flushed, and Wang Kun's body suddenly trembled. The silver ink mace flew out of his palm, and his body staggered in mid-air. Due to inertia, he fell directly to the ground.

"Bomb." The long mace hole was enough for two people to hug the big tree, wood chips splashed everywhere, and the wood flew around.

When Wang Kun fell less than half a meter from the ground, his palm slapped fiercely, and the stone slab was immediately shattered, and the sand and dust rolled. His body was soaring in the air and struggling to stabilize his body.

"Wow~~~." When looking at the shriveled Wang Kun, the students of Douluo College standing next to the square were in an uproar. A pair of surprised eyes looked at Qiao Yun wrapped in flames. At the same time, they were worried by Wang Kun for fear of losing it in his hands.

"This boy's strength is not weak at all. It seems that I have made a blind eye." The old face became slightly ugly. Luo Feng sighed leisurely. Immediately, his eyes fell on Wang Kun and said, "It's good that the old man kept a hand, otherwise, I will really lose face in front of Wufeng College today."

Wang Kun stepped quickly and violently at a height of a hundred feet, leaped dozens of feet, and his five fingers were slightly bent into claws, and he sucked it fiercely. The silver ink mace returned to the palm of his hand. He looked at Qiao Yun with cold eyes and shouted coldly, "Qiao Yun, next, how do you think you can resist?"

"The soldiers will block it, and the water will be flooded... Wang Kun, show your real strength and don't let me down. Qiao Yun also knew very well that in those fierce battles just now, neither side showed a real card, and the next step was the real fierce battle.

Under the injection of fighting gas, the cold light of the silver ink god soared, and the wind suddenly blew up. Wang Kun shouted in a low voice; "Spinning blade."

As the low shout fell, the silver ink mace in his hand waved violently, and five or six sharp blades came out and drove straight to Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun hurriedly stepped back two steps. On the side of his left hand, a wandering dragon sword with a hidden crack came out of thin air. His dark eyes looked at the attack blade. Qiao Yun shouted coldly, "The Falling Flame Crack Mountain."

The swirling fire filled the whole square. The deafening explosion continued, like rolling sand and dust in the roaring waves of fire, which was thrilling.

The hot waves are intertwined with the rolling sand and dust, and even the sand and gravel splashing out of the 'thunder pool' are red.

"K." The old palm crushed the corner of the stone bench. Luo Feng's face was extremely ugly and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely. He didn't expect Qiao Yun to have such a domineering skill.

However, Wang Tian's face was also ugly. He looked at Qiao Fei and whispered in a low voice, "Why is this little beast's skill so domineering?"

"It's not simple, it's not simple. This Qiao Yun is really not simple at all. When he fought against me, he didn't show his cards." When he saw this scene, Yuqing's tutor also sighed.

The students of Douluo College who stood by and watched were completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"Is this the power that the legendary waste that didn't even step on the threshold of the fighter burst out? Isn't this too tough?"

"Yes, this Qiao Yun is too horrible. In less than a year, he actually reached the primary strength of the fifth level, and even the explosive power can be comparable to the sixth-level strong."

The students also talked in a tone of envy and jealousy.

After the fire and dust dissipated, Qiao Yun and Wang Kun were both embarrassed. Their green robes were tattered, and their long hair faintly emitted wisps of smoke. Wang Kun was even more embarrassed. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, coughed twice, and spit out blood.

"Wang Kun, how about it? Do you accept defeat? Looking at Wang Kun, who spit blood, Qiao Yun shouted coldly.

Wang Kun wiped the blood at the corners of his mouth with his hand, and Wang Kun sneered; "Do you lose? Do you think this is possible? Although you hurt me, it doesn't mean you can defeat me. Next, I want to see how you fight against me.

The dark eyes shot out two sharp light, and Qiao Yun shouted coldly, "Hmm, you don't accept defeat, right? Then I will fight until you lose today.

"Stop talking nonsense, Qiao Yun, fight with me." After saying that, his body suddenly shook, and the robe on his body broke, and Wang Kun only had an armor shining purple on his upper body.

Medium spiritual weapon, purple silver armor.

Wang Kun was fighting spirit, and the soaring fighting spirit immediately surrounded his whole body. A blue and purple demon wolf was roaring and hissing faintly appeared behind him, which was the top skill of Douluo College; roared fiercely.

"Whistle? It seems that Wang Kun has been forced to use the cards. I don't know if he can beat Qiao Yun.

"Whistle duel is the top skill of Douluo College, and generally only the elder level can practice it. If it weren't for the friendship competition with Wufeng College, how would it make us students practice? Qiao Yun is sure to lose this time.

"Yes, this is the top skill of Douluo College. If Qiao Yun doesn't lose, it will be unreasonable."

When I saw Wang Kun take out the card, the students of Douluo College standing aside were talking about it.

As the fighting spirit gradually thickened, the magic wolf behind him roared more and more, and faintly could hear the roar of the wolf. The skin of the handsome face twitched fiercely twice. Obviously, the negative impact of the roaring. After all, his strength is low, and it is a little difficult to withstand the hegemony of top skills.

"The shadow of the split." With the loud shout, a blood light rushed into the body of the blue and purple demon wolf behind it, and the demon wolf became more fierce.

"Wow..." The blue and purple magic wolf seemed to have turned into a physical object, roaring loudly and galloping high in the sky, and two blue and purple sharp rays fell on Qiao Yun.

When the blue and purple wolf soared high, Wang Kun lay on the ground like a dead man.

"Qiao Yun, how do you resist?" The blue and purple wolf made a dull sound.

Only then did Qiao Yun understand that it was the soul attached to the blue and purple demon wolf.

"It turns out that it is attached to the beast. Even if you are attached to the dragon, I will defeat you." Qiao Yun shouted with dark eyes looking up at the blue and purple wolf in the sky.

The blue and purple demon wolf roared, leaving a shadow in the air and attacking Qiao Yun.

The palms merged, and the fighting gas was injected into the palms, and the soaring flame condensed into a half-foot-long fire knife. Qiao Yun shouted in a low voice; "Crazy collapse."

With a low shout, the knife came out of his palm, cut through the air, and went straight to the blue and purple demon wolf.

The blue and purple demon wolf looked up to the sky and roared, spewing a head-like energy ball from its mouth, facing the fire knife.